Isla
one bright morning goes so easy
Once upon a time, Isla had been planning to live out here on Metacarpal Island. It had been a laughable decision rooted in the idea that she'd be alone forever, and given her proclivities as an Ancient, it hadn't seemed all that bad a plan. Of course, times change, and with Remi's reintroduction into her life, the Remedy's future has taken a decidedly more positive turn. But that doesn't mean the island isn't still useful.
When ramphire grow too canny and she needs to take a break from hunting them, there's always something worth preying on out on the bone-white isle, not to mention the most curious and carnivorous flora that Isla has ever seen. She's sated her bloodlust already and is on her way back to the beach where she's dragged her little boat onto the sand, the sun warm enough to leave her shoulders bare, though she's shading her eyes with one hand as she hops over a few bones protruding from the shore.
When ramphire grow too canny and she needs to take a break from hunting them, there's always something worth preying on out on the bone-white isle, not to mention the most curious and carnivorous flora that Isla has ever seen. She's sated her bloodlust already and is on her way back to the beach where she's dragged her little boat onto the sand, the sun warm enough to leave her shoulders bare, though she's shading her eyes with one hand as she hops over a few bones protruding from the shore.
darkness always finds you either way
